Celebration
Ay
Uh
For the record
I used to a lot of humbling when i was little
Got a lot of whoopings over that shit too
And thats random, But so what?
Ha ha ha
Gimme that beat, fool
This a full time jack
no really this a Sounwave track
So really I ain't gotta steal nothing all I gotta do is kill it
When you press record button let the paralyzed feel it
I came back with a full time swag and the critics thought they had me
Nah, I just bought more batteries
Turned up supercharged, a medium away from living large
Matter fact where my niggas at?
Where my bitches with them pretty weaves?
Enemies bleed on the maxi pad
pussy you fucked with the wrong one
I'm on one, I'll make sure your kids breathe ammonia
Good kid, mad city
evil in my heart
From the blood niggas fuckin' with me, crip niggas tryna kill me
Malcolm X mind state, if I raise the crime rate
It's a legitimate reason why
I put on repeat Kanye's "Touch The Sky"
But I'll be looking past that I'm tryna touch God
My heart to the heavens, the rebel of the reverend
Ya'll married to the game well I'm bout to crash weddings
I put a lot of pain in the shit I write
If you going through something, this the shit you recite
This is bigger than life
This is Kendrick Lamar
This is Jimi Hendrix guitar on tour? I mean war like that!
Yeah, straight like that
People don't be shy
Release them balloons to the sky
I need the world to celebrate me! (One time)
You'll never know when I'm gone (Two times)
In 2010 I'm tryna ball, nigga!
Like shooting jumpshots in the mall, nigga!
That's a quote from Ab-Soul
I suppose since you laugh that's the ultimate goal
On behalf of the
TopDawg conglomerate
shall stay anonymous
Searching seven continents accomplishing big shit
Big ass, big tits she on me
And just to get to me she'll fuck the homies. homie's homies
The life of a cool nigga
My nigga Tony said "just do you, nigga!
Sure improve, nigga
And they gon' play you for a fool that's for sure
Till they know you got the stankiest stew, nigga!"
I ain't tripping I'm just tippin' on fo-fo's
Back in the city and tippin' on four hoes
cold cold
He's sick con, slick on
Drop red jewels like a school bar mitzvah
People don't be shy
Release them balloons to the sky
I need the world to celebrate me! (One time)
You'll never know when I'm gone (Two times)
Why ya'll complain about OG's?
I don't look at a legend and say you owe me
Not Snoop not Dre not Ice Cube
Quik
went to the same school
I look in the mirror and do it myself like a self made nigga
I don't need a maid, nigga
Do I need a cosign from Dre or Jigga?
They can make me much bigger, but do I need em though?
I just need a flow
The type of shit that make you think you seen Pac ghost
"Me Against The World"
on you motherfuckers
I got my back against the wall and a .45
Dog get smoked, Chris Tucker
Uhh, tryna record my steelo
Even when I'm not there just like TiVo
The hoes tell me that I got a real big ego
And weed move slow right now but E go
You know what I'm talkin' bout?
I look at your Audemars to put ya'll in time out
It's time to unveil the real
And your career is about as frail as Ms. Winehouse
Just salute, grab a fluke, and pull the wine out
Just like that
People don't be shy
Release them balloons to the sky
I need the world to celebrate me! (One time)
You'll never know when I'm gone (Two times)
Uh
For the record
I used to a lot of humbling when i was little
Got a lot of whoopings over that shit too
And thats random, But so what?
Ha ha ha
Gimme that beat, fool
This a full time jack
no really this a Sounwave track
So really I ain't gotta steal nothing all I gotta do is kill it
When you press record button let the paralyzed feel it
I came back with a full time swag and the critics thought they had me
Nah, I just bought more batteries
Turned up supercharged, a medium away from living large
Matter fact where my niggas at?
Where my bitches with them pretty weaves?
Enemies bleed on the maxi pad
pussy you fucked with the wrong one
I'm on one, I'll make sure your kids breathe ammonia
Good kid, mad city
evil in my heart
From the blood niggas fuckin' with me, crip niggas tryna kill me
Malcolm X mind state, if I raise the crime rate
It's a legitimate reason why
I put on repeat Kanye's "Touch The Sky"
But I'll be looking past that I'm tryna touch God
My heart to the heavens, the rebel of the reverend
Ya'll married to the game well I'm bout to crash weddings
I put a lot of pain in the shit I write
If you going through something, this the shit you recite
This is bigger than life
This is Kendrick Lamar
This is Jimi Hendrix guitar on tour? I mean war like that!
Yeah, straight like that
People don't be shy
Release them balloons to the sky
I need the world to celebrate me! (One time)
You'll never know when I'm gone (Two times)
In 2010 I'm tryna ball, nigga!
Like shooting jumpshots in the mall, nigga!
That's a quote from Ab-Soul
I suppose since you laugh that's the ultimate goal
On behalf of the
TopDawg conglomerate
shall stay anonymous
Searching seven continents accomplishing big shit
Big ass, big tits she on me
And just to get to me she'll fuck the homies. homie's homies
The life of a cool nigga
My nigga Tony said "just do you, nigga!
Sure improve, nigga
And they gon' play you for a fool that's for sure
Till they know you got the stankiest stew, nigga!"
I ain't tripping I'm just tippin' on fo-fo's
Back in the city and tippin' on four hoes
cold cold
He's sick con, slick on
Drop red jewels like a school bar mitzvah
People don't be shy
Release them balloons to the sky
I need the world to celebrate me! (One time)
You'll never know when I'm gone (Two times)
Why ya'll complain about OG's?
I don't look at a legend and say you owe me
Not Snoop not Dre not Ice Cube
Quik
went to the same school
I look in the mirror and do it myself like a self made nigga
I don't need a maid, nigga
Do I need a cosign from Dre or Jigga?
They can make me much bigger, but do I need em though?
I just need a flow
The type of shit that make you think you seen Pac ghost
"Me Against The World"
on you motherfuckers
I got my back against the wall and a .45
Dog get smoked, Chris Tucker
Uhh, tryna record my steelo
Even when I'm not there just like TiVo
The hoes tell me that I got a real big ego
And weed move slow right now but E go
You know what I'm talkin' bout?
I look at your Audemars to put ya'll in time out
It's time to unveil the real
And your career is about as frail as Ms. Winehouse
Just salute, grab a fluke, and pull the wine out
Just like that
People don't be shy
Release them balloons to the sky
I need the world to celebrate me! (One time)
You'll never know when I'm gone (Two times)
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Spears, Kendrick Lamar
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